Her pain. It was just to much for her. It overtook her soul,heart and brain. She was suffering. No one knew, no one cared to ask why she sat in class all alone with no smile at all. Each day, she cried. She would cut her left arm, each cut deeper than the last. She hated her life. Everyone hated her, because she was a mean,selfish,annoying,unworthy bitch who wanted nothing but attention. She wanted attention now,she wanted people to care, but no one did. She was hiding for to long,taking shit for how she was wrong, always wrong. She wanted someone to make her happy,give her hugs and make the thoughts that kill her go away. There was no turning back, not now, not ever.
She didn't regret her decision to leave and she did.
On one cold night, she hanged herself. She was somewhere better than this shitty world full of sin and hatred. She was happy that she was gone and she didn't regret anything.
